dm. /k.sj + m.yg/

xii. (full chapter.)

"don't you think you guys are moving a little fast?" taehyung asked while sipping the hot cappuccino seokjin just gave him.

they were currently in the café seokjin worked at. the vibe was welcoming and calm, and it was overall the best place to meet up and chat. the four were currently in deep conversation about seokjin's love life, for some odd reason.

"i don't think you guys are." jeongguk replied, setting down his small plate of cheesecake and eyeing the other three. "i mean, this is the happiest namjoon hyung had seen yoongi hyung in a long time, i think you're doing well." jeongguk complimented seokjin while swirling his spoon in the cream of his cheesecake.

the eldest smiled, mumbling a "thanks." while fumbling with the tie of his apron, finally un-knotting it and lifting it off. seokjin quietly slid into the booth seat next to jimin while he was talking.

"i think you guys should meet in person soon, maybe even fuck— i don't know," jimin blurted through the straw of his iced tea, making taehyung choke on the sip of his coffee.

the smallest laughed as taehyung sputtered, jeongguk smacking his upper back to help his boyfriend. "i'm just saying!" jimin muttered between giggles. "i really think you two are hitting it off."

"i agree!" jeongguk chirped along as taehyung finally caught his breath. "wait, is yoongi hyung a—"

"he's a total bottom." jimin chimed in, this time making seokjin start choking on his drink.

jeongguk looked at the elder, slightly mortified. "i-i was gonna ask if he was a flirty, romantic kind of person, but alright.."

"jimin," seokjin wheezed, taking a long, hard drink of the glass of water by his coffee.

"what?"

"i think it's time you shut up bro, you're gonna kill one of us." taehyung chuckled as the other two nodded in agreement.

"sorry..."

♡

yoongi was in his studio, currently working on a beat for a song off the new album he's been wanting to drop recently.

after being unsatisfied with his work— for the nth time, the ravenette sighed, tossing off his headphones and flopping himself onto the nearby couch. yoongi sighed, taking out his phone, anticipating a routined 'good morning' message from seokjin. he frowned when he saw an empty instagram inbox.

"maybe he's just busy." he thought aloud while opening the conversations between the two. it's been weeks since they first started talking, and they've gotten so close, their constant mutual flirting killing them both internally. yoongi somehow felt incomplete without a message from seokjin.

"yeah, busy." he concluded, tossing his phone beside him and sighing.

he laid there, deciding to close his eyes and take a small nap. he's been awake all night, probably for about three nights in a row; but he has a deadline for the album, and he doesn't want to disappoint anyone.

the small ravenette couldn't wipe the frown off his face as he crossed his arms, trying to get comfortable on his studios cheap couch. tried. but that couldn't happen as he suddenly heard the studio door bust open, making him widen his eyes and look towards the door.

there stood namjoon, his pink hair disheveled and a cup holder of coffee and a brown bag in one hand, his keys and phone in another. yoongi rolled his eyes, lying back on the couch and muttering a "what do you want?

"oh my god, my instincts were right." namjoon chuckled while setting his items down on yoongi's coffee table. the latter opened an eye, annoyed when namjoon forced his legs up and sat on the couch, setting his legs on top of namjoon's.

"what do you mean 'your instincts were right?'" yoongi mockingly asked.

"i could sense your sadness from my house, hyung; so, i decided to get you breakfast." both of yoongi's eyes opened now. "i got you a bagel and coffee! it's a hazelnut latte, 'cause i know you love those."

god, yoongi did hate namjoon sometimes, but he wouldn't trade the noodle head he is for the world. being honest, him and seokjin are the only people he really has a soft spot for. besides his mother, of course.

after yoongi didn't answer for a second, namjoon decided to keep talking.

"i know you're stressed because of the mixtape too, and you really need a break, so i'm taking you out today. my treat."

yoongi almost teared up. "you're the best, joon."

they conversed for a bit more, and yoongi finally leaned over to grab his still steaming hot drink, curious after namjoon had told him to taste the drink and read the side of the cup.

after he started to take a sip, he knew this wasn't from the shitty café they go to every morning; no. this was some of the best coffee he's ever had. he confusedly looked at namjoon, who just shrugged and yelled at yoongi to read the side of the cup.

shaking his head, he turned the cup, and carefully read the small note with pretty handwriting.

sorry i couldn't text you this morning, too busy at work :( i hope you enjoy your latte babes ♥
~seokjin

yup. yoongi did tear up this time.